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The prisoners who lived in the third floor cell were free for a big show this morning. The prison guards who had come to collect the corpses had just come down shortly, and then they went up and panicked and panicked and ran up… …
Less than 10 minutes after those guys ran, more people rushed down, and this time it came down not only to prison guards, but also to soldiers of the Norman Empire stationed in prisons, armed with guns, and running down the line, with a chill expression The rumble of footsteps on the third floor was so full that the prisoners in all the cells were afraid to take a sip of the air, as everyone knows, the three-story event was in the "club" of the three-storey, most hideous scum of the human being.
Because the warden appointed by the Norman Empire has personally arrived at the third floor, the warden is a faceless and cold Norman emperor, a captain. Since taking over the prison, the warden has only been here. On the third floor of the prison, the prisoner’s face was wearing the expensive crocodile leather boots and stepping on the disgusting expression of a shit, and then never came.
Today, the warden is coming again.
In the case of the prison guards who just ran up and panicked, it seems that the third floor is a big deal.
All the three-tiered prisoners were quiet, and each of them stretched their heads to look at the "club."
……
Zhang Tie just waiting quietly in the room, in the ears of the military riot fighting boots neatly on the ground roar, and then Zhang Tie saw a team wearing a dark red uniform of the Norman Empire soldiers rushed over, and then Zhang Tie saw the prison guards, And the middle-aged man who had seen the captain of the Norman Empire in the middle of the day when he came in yesterday.
When I came to the iron gate outside the "club", the captain of the Norman Empire just said coldly, "Open!"
"Quin Warden. This person is very dangerous, you don't have to…"Several prison guards next to him still wanted to persuade two more words. I did not expect to make this warden who was hanging on the rank of captain even more angry.
"I said to open…"The prisoner’s screaming shocked the entire three-story underground passage. "The Norman Empire is not afraid of death. This is my prison. This is my place. There is no place where I dare not go. of!"
"Yes!"The prison guards were shocked and white, and quickly took out the key and opened the iron gate outside the club.
At this time, the warden has been watching Zhang Tie, who has been looking at him through two iron gates. Zhang Tie’s eyes are calm. It is neither violent nor proud, just calm.
The door outside opened, and the prison chief walked in and stood in front of the second iron gate. Several soldiers followed him in, and the soldiers who came in were carrying two hand-held lanterns. Used for lighting.
When the two horses rushed into the small compartment between the two. The light in the cell was bright, and the bright light illumined the situation in the "club." Everyone who saw the situation took a sigh of relief in the heart, except for the standing iron in the cell. On the ground. All are grotesque bodies of a house.
This scene is particularly shocking.
For the prison guards who are familiar with the people in this room, the sight in front of them is like the body of a wild wolf in the same place, with a pure little lamb standing still in the body of the wolves. . Too subversive.
The second iron gate opened, and the warden was still the first to come in. More Norman empire soldiers rushed into the cell, surrounded Zhang Tie, and pointed the weapon at hand to Zhang Tie. At this time, no one cares about the air quality here.
"What happened here last night?"The warden of the Norman Empire asked with a stare at Zhang Tie’s eyes.
"They are discussing how to kill me. The process will be very painful and not decent. I don't want to die like that, so when they start, I can only kill them in order to survive!"
"you?"The prisoner’s eyes gazed.
"If you don't believe it, you think they are suicidal. Anyway, the guys inside are all abnormal and neurotic, I don't care!"Zhang Tie spread his hands. "I just think that as a law-abiding people in the Norman Empire, there is no need to lie to the empire's officers!"
The captain of the captain did not speak, but took a lantern from the soldier of the Norman Empire next to him and walked over to the nearest body. The body was Malone’s, and the warden went to Malone’s In front of the body, kneel down, check it carefully.
Zhang Tie's foot, kicked in Malone's crotch, Malone's whole hips and pelvis are smashed, Marlon's head smashed, these injuries are well identified, the warden only after two eyes to understand how Malone died last night, this juvenile power, is simply amazing, How much power does it take to kick a man like Marlon out of the ground and smash his head on the concrete slab on top of the cell? But it’s not these that attracts the prisoner’s gaze, but the internal organs that have been smashed by a terrible force on Maron’s body, and the strange, chrysanthemum-like dark purple spirals that appear on the skin of Malone’s body. .
After seeing the chrysanthemum-like dark purple spiral lines on Malone’s body, the warden stunned. He couldn’t believe it and blinked his eyes. He even took off his gloves and was not too dirty on Malone’s belly. Wipe it on to confirm if it is a tattoo or something else.
The prisoner who had changed his face stood up from the Malone with a horse lantern and quickly walked over to another corpse. He looked at the corpse with a lantern and looked at it in the neck of the second corpse. A slightly smaller chrysanthemum-like dark purple spiral.
On the third body, the strange dark purple, spiral chrysanthemum appeared on the chest of the camel.
When he saw the spiral chrysanthemum pattern on the third body, the warden did not look down again. His heart was full of anger. He was not angry with Zhang Tie, but the military administration of Black Yancheng. Those bastards of the military management committee. Do they know what kind of people they sent to prison? A person who was concerned by God of War, a potential warrior who had practiced the boxing of the god of war and had already developed the darkness, did the bastards actually send such a person to prison? In the Norman Empire, no one who is concerned by God of War should be treated like this, because such behavior is simply the glory of the god of war and the majesty of the imperial royal family.
The emperor of the Norman Empire, also the god of the gods of war, the god of war, is the state religion of the Norman Empire, and is the only belief of the Norman Empire.
In the Norman Empire. It is no longer a secular court to judge these people who are concerned by the God of War, but the ruling hall of the Normanian Ares Church, even if it is during the war. Only the priest of the ruling of the ruling is qualified. In the current city of Black Yan, there is simply no ruling priest of the ruling hall. In the entire Iron Cape Legion. There are only five priests in the ruling hall. Those people will appear in the barren land of Black Yancheng.
The dark strength of the blood and Iron Fist of the fierce and overbearing place, is that once by this dark strength hit, this dark force can almost bring the blood of the person in the body of the shot to a certain area and a small area to burst out from under the skin, forming this represents the dark strength characteristics of the dark purple spiral of strange patterns, This pattern cannot be imitated at all, form from the inside out. It is almost a sign that the iron and blood is hard to cultivate.
When the gaze of the god of war falls on someone, he gives the "blood chrysanthemum" to whom – this is the teaching of the god of war.
He almost made a big mistake, and the captain of the captain was afraid of it for a while. Even Zhang Tie’s strength at the moment does not threaten him, but behind Zhang’s strength. It is truly awesome to represent the traditions and institutions of the entire Norman Empire and the God of War.
In the gaze of a pile of people in the cell, the prison director who was checking the body suddenly fell on the ground of the prison, took out a letter of God of War from the necklace of his collar, and kissed it with a mouth. Then, with both hands closed, I began to mutter.
"Great God of War, please forgive my sin under the heart. I have thrown a person you watched into this dirty place. The only thing to be thankful for is that your glory is even in such a dirty place. Will not be slandered by those dirty people, my Lord is supreme – abhibhavana!"
The guards in the prison who had stayed in the past did not know what the prayers of Captain Quinn meant, but the soldiers of the Norman Empire around Zhang Tie heard the words but their faces changed, almost involuntarily. Take a step back. Looking at Zhang Tie's eyes is strange.
By this time, Zhang Tie knew, no matter how high he thought he had been before in the Norman Empire, there seems to be some inadequacy compared to the fact that Captain Colin said that the Iron fist was called the Boxing of God in the armies of the Norman Empire, and that anyone who, once they were successful in the Battle of the Gods, would rise up in the Norman Empire, It seems to be true that everyone is respected.
Yesterday, I was still ruthlessly throwing Zhang Tie into a pile of metamorphosis and corpse madness. The warden who wants Zhang Tie to disappear immediately is now a 180-degree turn at Zhang Tie’s attitude.
"According to the laws of the Norman Empire, any imperial subjects who practiced the dark strength of the fist of the War of God, the secular court is not qualified to judge him again, so please forgive my rudeness yesterday, you are not fit to be here now, but you are the one who brought you here is the Junguanhui of the black city. I only have to hand you over to the now unicorn. Colonel Leibniz, the supreme commander of the Black city, decides your fate by him! ”Quin’s warden said to Zhang Tie, and he ordered the soldiers to put the weapons away. “I remind you that although the Norman Empire has given some privileges to those who have the skills of the God of War, if you want to escape, I don't mind giving you a bit of trouble!"
"I am the law-abiding people of the empire. The first young man in Black Yancheng who practiced and supported the imperial savage trial system came here, and I will not run!"Zhang Tie smiled and showed a white tooth. "So, now we can go out, the taste here is not so good!"
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When Zhang Tie walked again on the third floor of the passage, the people in the cells next to the passage looked at him like a ghost. Zhang Tie stayed in the "club" for a night, and the hair did not fall out. What happened? Did the guys find their conscience one by one?
After Zhang Tie left the third floor of the underground, after a few minutes, the prison guards from the club with a pile of dead bodies from the wheelbarrow told the answer in the small cell.
The body of Warcraft Malone is on the stroller…
The body of the mad dog is on the stroller…The body of the camel is on the stroller…
The body of the vampire Jack is on the stroller…
……
The bodies of all the people in the third floor club were transported out by small carts. I remembered that the boy who had no hair was gone, and everyone’s heart began to cold. Those who can turn these people into corpses are undoubtedly more powerful than these people. Many people think that they used the boy as a fat without any help. Where did you know that the boy was a cannibal? Human body warrior who does not spit bones… (Unfinished, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!
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